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'Twenty Nine.'

'Thirty.'

'Thirty O-'

"Fuck!" Louis cursed. He was doing his daily push-ups, when suddenly he felt something soft under his abdomen and he jumped.

He pinched the bridge of his nose when he got up and saw one of the kitten rubbing itself on his foot. "Harry! Take care of your pussies!"

After receiving a no show from the kitten's 'mama', Louis huffed in annoyance and made his way to Harry's room with the kitten in his hand. The kitten nudged Louis's chest. "No, no, no. Don't get your fur on me." He wrinkled his nose and held the...'creature' away from the rest of his body as if it was diagnosed with some deadly disease. He is anyone, but a cat person!

He frowned seeing the door open and stood outside at the entrance.

The prince loved all his kittens- Tom, Mikey, Sara, Eli, Tyson and John. But, they were quite handful. While, Tom just preferred to sleep all day, Mikey and Eli kept fighting or playing. Tyson was very cuddly and didn't leave Harry's side easily. John just didn't like anyone or even allow anyone to touch him expect Harry and that happens only when he's hungry. Sara was the most troublesome, always running off to god knows where. 

It had just been an another ordinary day at sea, till Harry realised Sara and Mikey went missing. He was about to leave and look outside since most of the time, they would end up running to Niall or just play around the deck till he heard a soft 'mew' from under his bed.

So he got down on his hands and knees to peep at the little kitten.

And this is how Louis had found Harry. He gulped staring intently at his arse and curves, his dick twitched at the sight.

"C'mon, Mikey, get out of there. You need to have your breakfast!" Harry was oblivious to Louis, who's dick was hardening not so slowly. It was embarrassing, really. He hadn't been laid in months and then there's Harry! He wanted to fuck him the day he laid his eyes on him.

Unfortunately or fortunately, whatever you think, Harry shifted his weight on his elbows and dug his head inside, arching his back and giving his master the perfect view of his stretched out arse and even a bit of his exposed waist as his shirt had risen up.

Louis almost let out a moan seeing Harry's posture, which was begging to be pounded in.

Zayn had been walking out, crossing a corridor and humming to himself till he paused and went back two steps to see Louis palming himself over his clothed dick. "Louis!"

Louis visibly jumped and whipped his head to look at Zayn. Harry too had gotten shock by hearing Zayn's booming voice and hit his head, "Ouch!"

What's Louis doing here and why didn't he say anything when he came in!? Harry scrambled back to his feet and frowned seeing Sara running towards him. He picked her up and she mewled at him, "Don't worry, you're not the only one who doesn't get him." He sighed.

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"Can we talk?" Zayn motioned Louis to follow. If it wasn't for Zayn being his best and only mate, he would've scowled at the way his question seemed more like a demand. That and also he was focused on how to make his boner less obvious to defy someone.

They reached the captain's cabin, Zayn closed the door behind Louis and turned towards him. "So, what did you wanna talk about?"

"What's going on between you and Harry?" Louis gulped at his friend's straightforwardness. "Don't bother saying nothing! I can see the way you look at him. I might not have been your friend for long, but I do know there's something about that boy since you care so much about him. I've never seen you so protective over someone, Louis."

Louis ran his hands over his face, "I like him, okay!"

"Yeah, no shit. Then, why aren't you with him!?"

"It's not that simple!" Louis groaned.

Zayn seemed agitated with Louis's reply, "No, Louis, it is! You like him, he clearly likes you back. You'll have kissed." Thanks to Liam's exaggerated explanation on how he needs to wash his eyes with holy water, Zayn knows they have have done much more than just kissing. "Just get together and stop complicating things for once in your life, Louis!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Louis screamed, he was pissed. "You don't know shit, Zayn. Don't you think I want Harry! I-I-"

"Then what are you waiting for!"

"For me to not being a fuck up!"

A silence was followed after Louis's outburst, Zayn seemed to soften his voice after realising Louis's point of view, "You're not a-"

"We can't be together, Zayn. He's the Cheshire prince and I'm their most wanted criminal. I was about to kill his father, destroyed his empire. Even if we ended up being together, we don't have a future together." The ex-general sagged his shoulders and looked down.

"Where there's a will, there's always a way." Zayn tried to make him feel better meekly.

"This isn't some book, Zayn!"

"Books display events inspired by real life experiences." Zayn sighed, he knows Louis is very hard-headed and won't budge in easily, "If you're so sure about not being with Harry, then stop leading him on. That boy is young and naive, he's hurting by your actions."

"Fuck! I don't- I don't care! I don't even like him that much, he just seemed like a good fuck." Louis never knew lying could hurt this much.

The captain raise his eyebrow, "Well, you don't look at someone like they're the reason why earth exists just because you want to 'fuck' them."

Louis glared at his so called friend- he doesn't even remember why he made him that at first place- he was getting tired of Zayn's persistent attitude. "Where are you going with this?"

"If you don't like him that much, then start acting like it. He can have a future with someone else, you know!" And Louis wondered could Zayn hear his heart breaking. "Let him go."

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Louis sighed, raising his fist to knock on Bitchian's door.

You can do this. Do it for Harry. You have to make sure he's safe and is having a good time.' Louis motivated himself to not fuck up, before knocking on the door.

Damian opened the door, fixing his shirt. His smile faltered seeing Louis at his doorway, he rolled his eyes, "What do you want?" He said in a bored tone.

"Your funeral." Louis gritted his teeth. How dare this little fucker talks to him like that! But, he took a huge breath in to calm down and said, "I need to talk to you."

"Okay. Go on." Damian said, confused. This is the last thing he anticipated Louis to say.

Louis stood in complete and awkward silence, looking down at his shoes. 'This shit wasn't this difficult in his head!'

"So.." Damian crossed his arms over his chest, trying and failing to look dominating over Louis.

'Fuck it! Let's just get over this shit. The more faster this goes, less time Louis has to deal with controlling himself to not kill this asshole!'

Louis grimaced and said, "Do this one thing. Take this," Louis said, handing him a pouch of coins, "When we reach the next port, which will be soon enough. Go and buy Chinese from a restaurant, it's Harry's favourite kind of food and take him on a picnic in the park which has a small bridge. It's right in the middle of the town. Make sure to sit next to the pond. Take him around late evening so he gets to see the sunset. He always liked that. Sound good?" Louis asked.

Damian just nodded dumbly looking at the pouch and then back at Louis.

With that Louis walked away. He stopped few feet ahead and turned to look back at Damian, who's jaw was almost touching the ground. "And yeah, buy some tulips. Pink ones. He loves those. They better be more than two dozens." He came face to face- their noses touching- with Damian, who gulped in fear seeing a very scary looking Louis in front of him, "Treat him like the prince he is, or else I'll make sure to give you a slow and painful death."

And with that he left.

Damian shook his head and muttered, "The hell's wrong with this guy!" He then wondered if he had ruined something between Harry and Louis.

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"Hey." Harry said standing next to Louis, who was leaning against the railings of the ship. They were about to reach the next port.

Louis just smiled at him in return.

Harry frowned when he noticed how the smile didn't reach his eyes and he debated should he say what he actually really really wanted to. Will it even be worth it? Will he even care? 'What do I have to loose?' "So Damian just asked me out."

"Oh." The criminal just gave a tight smile.

"I said yes." Harry looked up at Louis, whose eyes were looking anywhere but at Harry. 'Tell me no.'

"Yeah...okay.Be careful, don't- don't runaway or anything." Louis forced a small laugh.

"I won't." Harry said, sighing in defeat.

"Great."

"It is."

"Hmm..."

Harry shook his head, dammit! Why did he never give up! He shook his head. "Bye."

Louis muttered, "Don't go." But it was too late.

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"You sure you don't want to come? We'll head to the club later." Zayn asked, looking at his friend.

"Positive. I'll meet you tomorrow." Louis said, smiling weakly at his friend.

Zayn nodded, there's nothing much he could do, he already tried talking to him, look where it got. Now, Louis looks more miserable than ever.

Louis sighed, watching as the sun set. He placed his head in the railing, the cool metal calming him a bit.

It's for his better. He's getting what he deserves. Which isn't you.

"Then why does it hurt so much!" Louis yelled at the top of his voice, looking up at the sky. He was greeted with silence, since no one was there on the ship. He didn't really like the loneliness this time. He wants Harry. He wants Harry to be his.

He grazed up at the night sky, admiring the stars. Harry is just like one of those, so pretty, so unique and brightens up the darkest of the dark, like his heart. And just like the stars, he was untraceable to Louis.

Never had he wished for someone after his mother's death than he plead to see those green eyes, feel those plump lips, touch that soft skin and call his what he loved so dearly.

The lover let out a dry chuckle on realising his false confession about Harry to Zayn, he doesn't like Harry, he loves him and he knows this now, when he set him free.

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Honestly, the date couldn't get any better. Damian had got Harry Chinese, which was his favourite and brought them on a picnic! Harry always wanted to go on a picnic, he used to go with his mother but then it stopped when she died since Gemma and his father were never up for it. There were now sitting on a blanket overlooking the sun set down. This was almost perfect, almost like his ideal date, but the only thing missing was Louis.

Harry mentally slapped himself, he shouldn't do this, Damian has done so much for him, it's not fair to him if Harry doesn't stop thinking about someone who's probably fucking some whore right now.

"These are for you." Damian handed him a bouquet of tulips. "I know they're your favourite."

"How'd you know I like tulips?" Harry asked, eyes lighting up as he saw the bouquet of fresh pink tulips.

"Uhh.."

Wait, the only person who he ever told about his favourite flowers was Louis....

Harry frowned, "What is it?" 

"I'm feeling guilty right now." Damian groaned. He's not that bad of a person to separate two lovers.

"Did Louis say anything? I can talk to him..I told him not to.."

"No, no, no..you're taking it wrong. He did talk to me though. He came in my room this morning, telling me where to take you out. I was probably going to make this date shit because let's be real I'm broke. And this dude comes in and tells me to get you Chinese because it your favourite and of course it is and take you on a picnic which again, you loved, and if it couldn't get anymore heart wrenching he told me to buy you tulips specifying the pink ones. It's almost like he had planned this before and I ruined it for him." Damian said, sighing. Harry deserves to know the truth.

"That...that...that idiot." Harry said, getting up.

"What's wrong...?" Damian asked.

"I- I need to leave." Harry determinedly said and ran towards the club Zayn and the others were in.

"Wait!" His date called after him, but Harry didn't waste anytime to answer him back.

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Harry ran as fast as his feet could take him, stopping before the club Zayn had told they were going to.

He panted as he made his way in, looking for Louis desperately.

He found a set of blonde hair and loud, Irish, voice booming from the near by table and bingo, God bless Niall and his loud voice.

Harry made his way towards the table a grin on his face.

"Hey guys," he said, frowning when he saw Louis was not on the table, maybe he went to get some drinks, no biggie.

"Harry? What are you doing here...weren't you with..that Damian guy?" Niall asked, his face scrunched up in confusion.

"Yeah..is something wrong?" Zayn asked, getting up.

Harry ignored their questions and asked,"Where's Louis?"

"Oh," Zayn said, his lips etching into a smile, "he's not here..he decided to stay back on the ship."

"What? He's there alone?" Harry asked, frowning.

"Yeah he didn't want to come, don't know why, he looked a little bummed. Don't know what crawled up his ass and died, one party pooper  he is." Niall slurred, taking another sip of his drink.

"That fucking idiot." Harry said, before running out of the bar and towards the ship.
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Louis was about to call it a night and go back to pity himself to sleep, till he heard someone climbing up the plank.

He turned back to frown seeing a figure running towards him, he was about to remove his dagger, when he recognised the familiar set of curly hair.

Louis set his guard down and saw his love panting and standing in front of him. "Harry, what are-"

He was cut off by Harry, he had slapped him hard right across his face.

The man clutched his stinging right cheek, "The fuck was that for!"

"Cause you're an idiot."

"Huh." Louis was confused, he had made sure to give Harry his dream date, even if it wasn't him who gave him that, but why is he mad at Louis!

The next thing caught Louis off-guard when Harry crashed their lips together in a passionate kiss.

Louis stumbled in shock of such great surprise, but then stabled his footing and wrapped his arms around Harry tightly as if he would never let go of him. Harry hummed and wrapped his arms around Louis.

They were so glad to kiss and feel each other after such a long time.

They pulled apart, foreheads touching and panting heavily.

Louis smiled, a real smile with crinkles by his eyes, "Now, what was that for?" He asked cheekily.

"Cause you're my idiot."

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